Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
KAI
I laugh at something my buddy says. Honestly, I’m not even sure it’s all that funny, but anything to keep my reputation.
I’m not sure where my head is tonight. I should be partying it up, getting someone in my bed, and drinking until I can’t remember my own name, but instead, I keep day-dreaming the night away, nursing my second beer.
All my friends are well on their way to plastered, but even with it being an off-week, I still can’t get it together enough to care.
“So,” the girl with the nasally sounding voice starts, “what if we play shot or dare?”
I hold back a groan, since the others seem excited to play.
I thought we left this shit back in fucking high school, but I guess I’m not getting any younger now, so I might as well enjoy the last bit of youth.
There are some big goals for me when I get out of college, ones that don't include going into football professionally, so I might as well live it up.
I take another drink of my beer as I listen to the first round of questions. Reaching behind my back, I grab the sleeve of shot glasses so we’re well prepared.
Obviously, I’ve never played with this group, so I’m not sure how dirty they play, but I do have a feeling a lot of alcohol is about to be consumed.
“Okay, Steven, kiss me or take a shot.”
“Fuck that,” Steven says, grabbing a bottle of vodka and throwing one back. God, these people are so fucking immature. He wipes at his mouth while Nasal pouts.
“Okay, Red, go dance with that chick over there,” he says, pointing, “or shot.”
Red wordlessly leaves the group, talks to the woman, and proceeds to start dancing with her. We all laugh when he hooks a thumbs up over his shoulder and keeps dancing. I guess that was a win for him.
“Well, he gave up his turn, so I guess mine. Uh, Steph, go dance on Red or shot.”
We all laugh again when she runs up behind him. Her hands hook on his hips before she starts grinding on him. Dear lord, I guess we’re all just acting our shoe size tonight.
She comes back and takes a swig of whatever fruit concoction she’s drinking before her brown eyes meet mine.
“Okay, Kai, kiss him or take a shot.”
I follow her finger, locking eyes with the most beautiful pair of green ones I’ve ever seen.
They’re a lighter shade, with maybe a touch of gold.
His hair is jet black, and he’s muscular.
Not like body builder style, but more lean muscles.
He’s wearing a black crop top, a dark patch of hair disappearing into his low slung jeans, and he’s looking right at me with a question in his eyes.
Obviously, my own perusal has made him uncomfortable, as he turns away from me and worries his lip, but I don’t even give myself another second to think.
I’m breaking away from my group and entering his space.
“Hi, I’m Kai.”
He’s quite a bit shorter than me, enough so that he has to look up when I’m talking to him, and fuck, the trouble I could get into with him.
“I-I’m Jax. I’m sorry, I wasn’t staring. I was just trying to get the shot glasses behind you, but I didn’t want to interrupt. I’m sorry. I, uh, are there any others? I can find more. Or just not use one? I guess I could use a cup. I’m sor-”
I cut him off as my hands cup his face and reach towards the back of his head.
“I don’t care about whether you were staring. As a matter of fact, if I would’ve seen you sooner, I would’ve stared right back. Now, I need you to tell me no right now, or I’m going to kiss you. Not just a simple peck—I’m going to feed you my tongue and hope you suck it.”
I push my front into his, backing him up until his ass is flush with the corner of the counter as I invade his space, my face lowering to his own. “Last chance, Jax.”
His breath fans against my lips, his eyes darting towards my own before I close them and we kiss. I do exactly as promised, not letting up as we make out right here for the world to see.
I don’t care, I honestly don’t, but the way my cock is hardening makes me want to do more with my newfound obsession.
My tongue probes at the seam of his lips before he grants me access, my tongue finding its way inside his mouth.
He sucks, his moan the only noise I hear as I thrust the muscle inside, grinding my pelvis against him so it’s hard length against hard length.
If it were just us in this room, I’d be lifting him to sit on this counter so I could rut into him, but that’s not smart. No, not yet.
Breaking the momentum before it gets too much more intense, I take a second to catch my breath. Our foreheads touch as we share oxygen, trying to calm our racing hearts.
“Uh, holy shit,” he whispers against my lips.
“Yeah that was—that was really fucking good.”
I stand to my full height, letting my hand fall back to my side before adjusting my cock and walking back to the group to grab what he was after all along.
The plastic is green and opaque, and his hand brushes mine just slightly as he takes it from me.
Wordlessly, he fills the cup with tequila before taking a shot.
“Well, thank you,” he says before turning and retreating from me.
I watch as he goes, back to another male, who hands Jax a can he proceeds to chug while they whisper back and forth. I’d do just about anything to hear what they’re saying right now.
I find my spot back with my friends as I grab my own beer and finish it.
“I said kiss, not borderline fuck the dude,” Steph says with a laugh into her cup.
“Oooo, football star kissing the nerd,” someone else sounds off, but I pay them no mind, my attention still on the raven-haired man who just changed my life.